Kim Possible Porn Story: Cerulean – Chapter 5

Chapter 5 A Solo
Mission

Oh
Brick, Youre so sweet. Bonnie said as she fussed with his hair
a bit. Her smile was sweet and innocent. She couldnt let Brick
know she was only using him. I like you more every time I see
you. I feel the same. Bonnie admitted as she let Brick
embrace her. She held on loosely. She didnt like him. But right
now, he was her best weapon against Kim. Slowly she massaged Bricks
neck. I love you Brick. Bonnie lied. Brick stopped holding
Bonnie and looked at her. I love you too Bonnie. More than
anything. Geez, weve only been TOGETHER for a couple of
hours . . . now he loves me more than anything? Pathetic. Bonnie
didnt let Brick catch her rolling eyes. Bonnie decided to make a
move on him. Hastily, she grabbed his face and kissed him hard on the
lips. This startled Brick. But he was glad it happened. The kiss got
deeper and deeper. Bonnies hands were delicately dancing with
Bricks golden hair; Bricks hands were secured around Bonnies
waist. But as the kiss got deeper, his hands were restless, and they
began to move to more sacred places. Bonnie stopped him
abruptly.

Brick
looked confused. Once again he had done the wrong thing. Im
sorry Bonnie. Dont break up with me. Bonnie just smiled and
whispered in his ear. Lets let the whole world know were in
love. Okay Brick? Brick just gulped and nodded. Then the make-out
session continued.

Kim
sighed and threw away her last tissue. She would hold back the rest
of her tears and suck it up. On the job, Kim Possible couldnt be
seen crying. She hadnt told Wade that she was going to take the
robbery mission. She had decided on her own, Who needs Wade
anyway? Not me. I can do anything. I dont need Ron or Rufus. I can
do everything myself. She pulled her black shirt over her head.
Her hair flew out of place. She didnt even bother to pick up the
brush. She was so overwhelmed in self- pity that she had almost put
on two different shoes.

Kim
exited through the back door and went to the corner of the road to
wait for her ride. Wade hadnt set up her ride this time. This time
she was going to be a normal Middleton citizen and take the bus. Kim
stared at her watch. She was early by three minutes. She wished the
bus would hurry. She didnt even know who committed the crime. She
hadnt asked Wade for security camera shots. But she could do it
still. Im not being stubborn. Its just something I have to
do. I have to prove myself, the true myself, to myself. Then a
whooshing sound filled Kims ears. The bus was then in front of
her. Shyly, she boarded the bus. She was the only person at the stop.
She handed her paper pass to the bus driver and took a seat next to a
small old woman. It was just then that Kim noticed that the woman
wasnt wearing shoes. She was wearing a ratty black skirt and
shirt, both were stained with mud. The lace had worn off due to age.
How interesting. Kim thought to herself. For this brief moment,
Kim had forgotten her dilemma. Politely, she tapped the woman on the
shoulder. Excuse me? The Woman turned to look at her. Her eyes
were tired with dark circles under then. She looked like she had no
bones left to hold up her skin. Kim was staggered by her appearance.
She stuttered at her words. Uh . . . Hi! Im K-k-kimK-kim
Possible. I noticed that you arent wearing any shoes. Whats
it to ya! The woman snapped back. She had a heavy accent. It
wasnt something common in Middleton. Well, its uh . . . odd.
Did you lose them? How could I have lost them? Anything
can happen. I help save the world. I hear lots of crazy stories.
Just another wanna-be- superhero. The woman smiled as if it
were the sweetest thing she could say to someone.

N-no.
I really help people. Like, people in danger. And you just have me a
little concerned. I dont care who I concern. It aint none
of your damn business. It aint nobodys. Hear? Kim gulped and
nodded. She had certainly picked the wrong person to sit next to. She
was harsh. Hurry up driver. I got places to be. We arent on
Sunshine Road. The woman kicked her foot against the side of the
bus. It surprised Kim. The sound was hard and loud. It didnt even
look like it hurt her. Kim decided to try again. What kind of
shoes were they? Maybe I can help you find them. The woman
groaned. Get it through yer head Lin, Kim. Kim corrected
her slightly irritated. Whatever. The woman didnt even seem
to mind that she had called Kim by the wrong name. Even a slight
apology would have been civil. I didnt lose my shoes. The
woman informed her. What happened? Kim asked. She was still
curious about this. The woman crossed her arms and glared at Kim.
Obviously she wasnt going to answer. This is suspicious. Kim
thought. Perhaps this woman robbed the jewelry store.

Empty
your bags for me. Kim told the woman. Excuse me? You
heard me. Empty the bags. The woman hesitated. Kim smirked. She
knew it. Finally a breathless question from the woman, But . . .
why? Im on a mission. Jewelry robbery. You accusin
me? You aint no cop. You got no right in the world to meddle with
me. Kim responded to this by showing the woman her badges of
identification. The woman sighed. Apparently she took Kim as an
authority figure now. Feated by lil girl. What next? The woman
sighed and handed her a purse. It was made of duct tape. The entire
bag. The woman had been keeping it under her shirt. Kim was surprised
by what she found.

First
Kim found an ID. The womans full name was Farren Kalli Caissan.
Kim knew just about everyone in Middleton, but no one went by that
name. It was bizarre. Her photo was pictured. Even stranger. She was
wearing the same clothing she was wearing now. Her clothes looked
ugly, even in the picture, they were stained with clumps of dirt and
gunk. Her age was fourty-five. Then it got stranger. The rest of the
card was blank. No location. No phone number. No nothing. Kim looked
further into the wallet. No drivers license either. Aside from the
ID card was three dollars, and six pennies. Ms. Caissan. Id
like to know more about your identification. Where are you from?
No where. Farren answered hanging her head. Kim paused a
moment, What? Im homeless. No phone.

That
was a shocker. Ms. Caissan had to be the only homeless person in
Middleton. Middleton was too rich to have poor people. Why are you
in Middleton? Im a wander. Im here for time being. I go
down to Lowerton tonight. Wherever theyre willing to take me.
Ms. Caissan was no longer looking at Kim at this point. You cant
even afford a pair of shoes? As soon as Kim had said that, she
wished she could have taken it back. She hadnt meant to be so
cold. I have eight children. All big boys. Still growin . . .
most of em. I got to buy their shoes first. Myself, Im second.
The woman told her. Your children travel with you? Nah. When
my husband Jonathan died, we were left with nothing. He was the one
with the work. So I left them. Ive been walking and hitchhiking
everywhere, getting what money I can. Who takes care of the
children? My oldest son. Hes almost nineteen now. Kim
caught a tear rolling down the womans cheek.

Middleton
Diamond Store! The bus driver called. The bus came to a sudden
halt. This was her halt. That had been a very interesting ride. Kim
had no idea what to do about this. Part of her hated it, part of her
felt guilty. The guilt got the best of her. Before descending from
her seat, she kicked off her black boots and handed them to Ms.
Caissan. The woman raised an eyebrow and didnt say anything.
Theyre for you. Now you can have some shoes. Theyre
your shoes. No, theyre yours. I can fight without shoes.
Makes it easier to climb and stuff. I can always get a new pair. For
you. Ms. Caissan didnt say thank you. Instead she shoved them
hard against Kims stomach. Kim grunted. Ms. Caissan growled,
Dont you ever come near me again with yerself for yer shoes.
Get off the bus. Leave me be. But. . . Ms. Caissan spat at
her. Get off the bus! This is your stop. Take yer shoes and
go!

Kim
scrabbled her shoes into her arms and stumbled off the bus. She was
confused and felt like she was missing something that no one
understood. Kim watched the bus continue its journey until it
disappeared. The image of Ms. Caissan still stayed in her mind.

Ms.
Possible! Thank the gods youve finally arrived! A stout silver-
haired woman shook her hand steadfastly. Her eyes were hazy from
weeping; she was dressed in a stingy yellow pullover. Kim guessed the
diamond store had been closed for a while. Kim had only been to this
store once in her life with Monique. The regular faculty wore formal
dress. No prob Mrs. Chaffer. Whats the sitch? Mrs. Chaffer
laughed while still forcing her tears back. Always right to
business. The woman led her to a display case. The glass was
broken and there were watch dogs growling at it. It pretty much
speaks for itself.

Kim
reached her hand towards the display case and it was almost bitten
off by the hounds. Nice pets. Kim commented audibly. It
doesnt make sense. Best security force. Hidden cameras, watch
dogs, booby traps, the works! Yet, the dogs dont even seem to know
what happened! Mrs. Chaffer wailed and wiped her nose. What was
in here. A diamond tiara. Belonged to a Grand Duchess. Finest
green diamonds. Green diamonds? They arent only white,
you know. Yes. I know. Anyway, now its gone! We
havent got one single clue!

Kim
peered closer to the glass and the hounds snapped into action again.
Send the dogs away. Certainly. Haley! Brittney! Outside!
Mrs. Chaffer shouted at the dogs. The dogs obeyed and took their
duties outdoors. Kim carefully examined the broken glass. The
glass is burnt. Did you notice the burn marks Ms. Chaffer? I
did. Lasers, I assume. She answered hovering over Kim. Doubt
it. Youd need a pretty strong laser to damage glass like this . .
. wouldnt you Ms. Chaffer? I suppose. Kim looked closer.
No pocket laser could be that damaging, it would take too long. And
it was a strange shape too. Kim frowned and picked up a shard of
glass. It had burnt scratch marks on it. Suddenly she knew. Thank
you for alerting me. I think I know where to find your tiara and who
has it. Mrs. Chaffer nodded and bit her lip nervously as she
waited for Kims verdict. Kim looked at the glass one last time and
reviewed the story in her head. There was only one person that was so
clever at slipping security.

Shego. It was Shego and
Drakken. Kim informed the woman as she tucked the glass shard into
her pocket. She would need evidence to the authorities. She was
getting real tired of all this crap they were making her go through.
Kim would make sure they were locked away forever.

Kim smiled
pleasantly at Mrs. Chaffer and departed from the diamond store. If
Shego and Drakken were convicted, she could prove herself, that she
could do something herself, without any help.

Kim
did a few simple exercises on the outside of Drakkens lair. This
was a preparation that she usually didnt do, but today, without
Ron or Wade at her security, anything could happen. But she
was prepared for anything. She was prepared for death itself. She
wanted to prove she could do something single-handedly. Here
was her opportunity. She had fought Drakken and Shego before, but
this was her ultimate challenge.

Swiftly,
she made some very light air kicks, she was trying to stretch out her
legs. That tended to be her weak point. Shego was well aware of this
detail and always used it to her advantage. As far as Kim was
concerned, Shegos only weakness was, she was easily distracted and
too over-confident. A personality flaw. She hated to compliment her
enemy but her fighting was pretty much perfect.

Kim
sighed and stared at the window. Well, its time. She thought
her hands twisting. What if something were to go wrong? Would she
ever be found? She did not know, but she was too reckless to turn
back now. Kim let her body relax in a crouched position upon the
crate she was balancing on. Kim planned to spring from the crate into
the second floor of the lab. She let her hands cover her face and she
sprung through the glass window. The glass shattered all around her.
Kim flipped over and landed feet flat on the ground. Drakken!
She shouted, her voice echoing the lair.

Drakken
was sitting in an office chair, his grin got bigger, Weve been
expecting you Kim.

Kim
growled and approached Drakken demanding for the diamond tiara.
Drakken shook his head and as usual, cried for Shego. Everything was
going as usual. Shego entered the room, sulky and sardonic. Kim
noticed a Shegos leg pocket was weighed down by something heavy.
The fabric looked ready to rip. What is that? Kim asked
pointing at the pocket. Shego smirked, I dont have to
answer you! Shego swung her glowing fist towards Kims face. It
took a moment for Kims reflexes to kick in, but she dodged it in
time. Today, Shegos going to be more feeble at her mid-calf
because of that thing in her pocket. Kim noted to herself as she
squirmed out of Shegos leg-lock. Wheres your crew today
Kimmie? Shut it! Kim kicked Shego in the side. Shego held it
for moment with one hand and used the other one to claw Kim in the
neck. Kim suddenly felt blood trickle. First time in AGES that
Shego had ever made her bleed.

Kim
grabbed Shegos ankle and knocked her to the floor. She could hear
Drakkens angry rants in the background. Quickly, she pinned
her down Shegos wrist, but she wasnt fast enough. Shego
jabbed her knee forcefully into Kims stomach. This made her
start to gag, with this temporary distraction, Shego had her pinned
in an instant. Kim struggled and struggled but she couldnt get
free. With horror she saw what was in Shegos pocket, it was gold
and shiny and was shaped like . . . like a . . . gun. Shego
wasnt going to use a gun on her? Kim noticed Shego taking aim at
her head. Was she?

Kim
suddenly blanked out and was motionless. Shego loosened her grip
on the trigger and sighed, There you go chief. Kim Possible is
out. Its done. Shego and Drakken both grinned slightly and left
Kim to her own doom.